(Yeah) It was my first time when I smelled roses You told me you like when I make noises Takes me a lot to process things Our first date, now we're a "thing" Can it be more obvious? I've got a crush on your soul Now it's crushing my own (Crushing my own) (Crushing my own) (Own) 1, 2, 3, 4! (Crush on your soul) (Crushing my own) Can it be more obvious? I've got a crush on your soul Now it's crushing my own Printer scanning my heart to send right to you Pressing down the tape together; hold us like glue Evidently, my lines trace back to you My body's a map; you're thumbtacked through I've got a crush on you 1, 2, 3, 4! (Crush on your soul) (Crushing my own) Can it be more obvious? I've got a crush on your soul